July 2010
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One of my turns in three parts: The shattered sin
Running through the thicket the soft mist kissed my lips, the sudden truth became the oblivion of my wishes and for that the strain of my glance succumbed me into another void.
Your eyes gravitating above my gaze trying to grasp what was left of me, your fingers caressed my cheek and you softly asked ‘what is it that you want?’ numb and dazzled from your voice I answered a simple...
